Alone and single at the age of 30My friend suggested a blind date for me At first i said NO you got to be kidding What if he turns out to be minging!!Well he might think the same of you, she said with a winkIt's Friday 4th November, 7.30pm ... Have a think!And, so i turned up to the venue dressed up to the ninesWith my eye on the door, which must have opened 60 timesBefore in walked a bloke, who i recognised instantlyI knew him from old, didn't get on with him, and nor him meCor blimey, i feared i hope that's not my dateAs i frantically tried to cover my faceOh noooo he's clocked me, it's too late, it's my fate!

Now 25 years on, and with no regretMy decision to go, turned out a safe betWe have both learned not to judge a book by the cover For if you look inside and get to know one otherYou may well end up like Steve and me Celebrating this year our 22nd wedding Anniversary